Deserts

My soul continues to search in this desert I am in. I look for the oasis's. I find them in having a hamburger with a friend, a caring touch, a kind word. It is not so bad being in the desert. It is dry, yes, but it is also peaceful. I talk to God each day telling him that I am not sure what it is that I want right now, not sure where I am, not sure where I am going. So I just rest here in the desert. I an searching for the living water that refreshes and renews. I let my heart feel the sorrow and the sadness from so much loss. I am grateful for the angels that appear almost daily. I feel content in my solitude. It is quiet here. And I hear God.